Thus, Xu Changqing endured ten thousand years within the Great Dao Cage.
The old friends from his dreams were still there, and the little bridge over flowing water remained unchanged.
Wan Buyi accompanied him in chess, while Li Er accompanied him as he watched the pond.
Yu Caiqing occasionally passed over the bridge, and the two would always exchange a glance.
Yet, no matter how real it seemed, it was ultimately nothing more than a dream.
Until one day, the Great Dao Cage suddenly trembled.
Xu Changqing awoke in an instant and opened his eyes to look.
Billions upon billions of strands of Primordial Purple Qi spewed from the void at once, as though the entire cage were vomiting blood.
Then, a high platform rose within the void.
It was pitch-black from top to bottom, its edges sharp.
It was covered in dark crimson blood, giving off a thick, choking stench of gore.
"This is... the Immortal-Slaying Platform?!"
Xu Changqing took a closer look, and an incredulous expression appeared on his face.
This was an immortal artifact among immortal artifacts, a killing weapon among killing weapons.
Any immortal who mounted the Immortal-Slaying Platform would meet only one end.
Death!
The moment it appeared, the frozen immortals within the cage began to light up one after another.
Before long, every immortal had been chosen and rose into the air.
At tremendous speed, they flew onto the Immortal-Slaying Platform.
As the guillotine fell, it gave a crack.
The flesh, divine souls, foundations, Dao Resonance, laws, and immortal power of every immortal were stripped away by an invisible force.
They churned through the air for a moment, then were suddenly sent upward, vanishing into the depths of the heavens.
Seeing this, Xu Changqing finally understood what the Lord Xiyi had meant by "sacrifice."